Papi JD bitch I’m the guy
Driving so fast one error ima die
Put a nigga in a box he a pumpkin pie
Roll his slow ass up smoking turtle pie
Getting to cheese like ima rat
Fucked her for 30 mins straight from the back
Niggas flashing Unemplyoment
I been had the racks
Niggas said JD changed I still had they back
Took a trip to the 6 had to double back
These niggas straight cap they can’t even rap
Pull up to the party nigga it’s a wrap
Fuck security
I go everywhere with my strap
Ran off on the plug
He tryna call me back
Ran off with yo bitch
Have Brodie bring her back
Niggas know me I get a lot of hate
Bitches hate me i buss down then skate
Everybody in this bitch really fake
Hit up randy at the gate
The nigga got mad hanged up
He said I’m late
Im eating so good it’s a lot on my plate
I’m dragging the skat it take off we can race
50 thousand in blues I’ll throw it in yo face
Bitches they pick & choose so now I can’t date
Really the cash rules it’s bound to be my fate
I already high as hell rolling up some dank
This shit that I’m smoking came from another state
The reason I’m winning God said ima do great
I gotta leave the hood planning on a great escape
Apologized to my bitch I really wasn’t wrong
Yes I kiss her ass especially when in a thong
I’m on 75 I’m heading to the dome
I used to get more head than a fucking comb
Riding around it won’t be long
They gone fuck with it cuz it’s my song
Turn 20 2020 nigga it’s my year
Cried some long nights had to wipe my tears
Nigga I’m on tec I don’t drink no beer
She got a fat ass told baby put it here
I’m everywhere and I’m not
Did it in all up inna year
I’m tryna buy a yacht
And put it on lake saint Clair
These niggas complain bout life
Nigga it ain’t fair
I’m getting the money
Hide it in my bitches hair
The shit that I’m on I’m over here
You over there
I’m fucking her good
She call me teddy
Papa bear
Up all night I can’t sleep
If you ain’t there
How many times I told you
Baby I don’t care
I’m down for whatever
Like a game of truth or dare
Had to sit down told Zell pass me a chair
I’m so damn high I feel like I’m in the air
The Glock it come 2 it’s a duce it’s a pair
Got so much shit I don’t know what to wear
My dad got 20 kids I really had to share
When I’m down on my ass I turn to God
And say a prayer
Niggas see me up in they dreams
I’m they worst nightmare
Beat a nigga ass he gone needa repair
Y’all niggas broke at home on welfare
It broke a Nigga heart seeing granny in a chair
I don’t chase bitches they fucking volunteer
I know ima win yeah I see it crystal clear
I know ima win retire with a great career
I didn’t show up warrant fair failure to appear
I really don’t know where I’ll be next year
I really don’t know who got my back who really here
The shit I been through it took my heart and made a Tare
I’m in Tampa chillin with the buccaneers
I ride 3 deep but it ain’t no musketeer
I smoke so much loud it’s really hard for me to hear
A nigga touch me have Brodie disappear
My life on repeat in a circle like a sphere
It ain’t no nigga out here that I fear
Ride pass the club all you hear is bitches cheer
Played that bitch crazy she think that I really care
Tryna run up a million I need by next year
I been stopped crying my daddy gone he ain’t here